It's me! Hi! I'm the problem is me!
At tea time everyone agrees.
I'll stare directly at the sun but never in tthe mirror
It must be exhausting always rooting for the antihero
Certainly, TS, certainly. The problem is ME. How I deal with the shitty, marvellous, scary as fuck, boring, bright and extraordinary hand I've been given.
Tale as old as time, I know. I know. Create, sing, write, look into the tenderness, into the running, the smiles, the moons, the music, the flowers, all of the November beauty and poetry.
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